With a buzz, rigidity and softness collided, all the silver needles instantly shook, and one of them moved forward and slapped a palm on Ming Jinsheng's chest: "Give me death!"

The bones in Ming Jinsheng's chest made a clicking sound, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of the whole person, which shot out directly, hit a big tree, and fell to the ground.

Song Qingfeng solved Ming Jinsheng and turned around to look for Li Huachen, but found that Li Huachen had disappeared. As soon as the doubts came to my heart, I felt a sharp pain in my palm.

Looking down, there was an extremely small pinhole in the palm of his hand, but it was extremely lethal. The perimeter of the pinhole had begun to change, and the flesh was protruding, but there was no blood to be seen.

"You!"

"Hehehe...... Forehead cough cough ....... Ming Jinsheng insisted on getting up, his chin was full of blood, and the blood kept flowing out of his mouth as if it couldn't be stopped: "It's fun, isn't it? cough, cough...... Do you think that the young master of this is ...... Ahem...... Just for nothing?"

"Heh, I left a life-saving needle in my chest!" Song Qingfeng sneered: "In vain." ”

After saying that, he flattened his palm, and the other hand withdrew directly with two fingers from the upper arm with a soft force, and with a whoosh, the silver needle was forced out of the body.

"If you want to hurt the old man's heart by relying on the next three indiscriminate things, you are still tender!

Ming Jinsheng gritted his teeth and got up, and shouted: "Hanging pot Qingying!"

Numerous silver needles catapulted out of the grass and trees, forming a formation again, protecting Ming Jinsheng while frantically attacking Song Qingfeng.

Song Qingfeng was annoyed, a silver needle cut a hole in his cheek, and a drop of snow floated in front of his eyes, Song Qingfeng was furious: "Little ghost!

"Hey!"

Song Qingfeng turned around beautifully, shook all the silver needles again, and rushed towards Ming Jinsheng, Ming Jinsheng gritted his teeth: "Dragon needles go to the acupoint!"

Bang!

The moment Song Qingfeng was beaten, the offensive was completely lost, not only was the impact stopped alive, but the whole person staggered back a few steps, and stepped on a silver needle, piercing the surface of his foot.

Ming Jinsheng stood up slowly, his eyes sharp: "Old thing, do you dare to brag?"

Song Qingfeng shook off the silver needle with one foot, gritted his teeth and said, "You...... You actually pricked yourself with a needle?"

Ming Jinsheng smiled cruelly: "What's the matter?"

"Hehehe, hahahaha!ahahaha......" Song Qingfeng said: "The kung fu of the side door and the left way, use a set of acupuncture methods to stimulate your eight major acupoints, and pursue the explosion of extreme energy in an instant." Little ghost, didn't your master tell you that you would lose your longevity by doing this?"

"It's okay to live a few years less, so you won't lose if you die here today. ”

"Delusional!" Song Qingfeng rushed out again and fought with Ming Jinsheng.

"Come on, fight, little ghost, have backbone, no wonder I can beat my son, it's not a shame to lose to a little bastard like you!"

Ming Jinsheng laughed: "It turned out to be Song Yicheng's father, his son is a nest, and his father is also crazy." ”

"Imp, I'll tear your mouth apart. Overlord Thief!"

Ming Jinsheng was knocked away again, and the whole person spurted out a mouthful of blood, and flew out directly, lying on the ground, unable to move.

Song Qingfeng pulled out the silver needles on his shoulders and chest: "Damn, this kind of little ghost, I can't keep it, let you live for a few more years, and sooner or later come to seek revenge." How's it going? The power of the explosion is gone, are you? Do you want to give yourself a few more shots?ahhh

Song Qingfeng gasped heavily, and blood slowly flowed out of the ear sockets of his two ears. He walked up to Ming Jinsheng and looked down at him.

"Looks like you can't move anymore, it seems that you're here to go. ”

Song Qingfeng took a deep breath and exhaled slowly: "You are a kind of person, let the old man send you on your last journey." Farewell, boy. ”

Song Qingfeng suddenly looked at him like a golden gold, and with enough strength, he slammed his palm into Ming Jinsheng's forehead.

Ming Jinsheng couldn't move at all, he closed his eyes calmly. Damn, I said that the trip to the rivers and lakes was good, but I didn't expect it to end so soon....... Dad, Mom...... Next life.

Bang!

Song Qingfeng jumped out violently, saw Wei Xiaochao gasping for breath, and slowly walked up to Ming Jinsheng: "Hey, are you okay?"

Ming Jinsheng opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief: "If you slow down, something will happen." ”

"Rest for a moment, this guy, leave it to me. ”

Ming Jinsheng said: "I left you a gift, cough cough, I can't move, you hurry up and him, don't give him time to breathe." Be careful, this old thing is very domineering, one rigid and one soft, it feels like dealing with two people at the same time. ”

"Got it. ”

Song Qingfeng narrowed his eyes: "Little ghost, you get out of the way now, I can let you live." ”

Wei Xiaochao twisted the gourd and poured a sip of wine: "My master told me, don't talk to drunks, are you stupid?"

"In that case, don't blame the old man for having a black hand!

Song Qingfeng used both strength and rigidity and softness, and rushed directly towards Wei Xiaochao.

Wei Xiaochao said loudly: "Wait!"

"How?"

Wei Xiaochao picked up the gourd: "I call you, do you dare to agree?"

"What the hell is this mess about?

"I said, I'll call you, do you dare to agree?" Wei Xiaochao pointed at Song Qingfeng with the mouth of the gourd.

Song Qingfeng was furious: "Little ghost, are you here to be funny?"

Wei Xiaochao shouted at him: "Mansion Bi!"

Song Qingfeng's eyes widened: "You...... You....... ”

Ming Jinsheng originally felt that he was going to die, but when he heard this, he suddenly laughed: "Ciao." ”

"Old man, kill you little bastard!"

Song Qingfeng rushed over, Wei Xiaochao threw out the gourd violently, and pulled the rope: "Go!"

Airplanes!

Song Qingfeng slapped the gourd with one palm, and instantly felt a sore palm, as if his bones were about to crack. The pain was so severe that he had to give up the attack and turn to defend.

Wei Xiaochao quickly followed: "The concubine is drunk!"

Fists and feet plus gourds, Wei Xiaochao's kung fu is weird and strange, the moves are completely imaginative, but they are complicated but they will not waste their strength, and Song Qingfeng, who is entangled, has no place to spread fire, and he is almost angry.

"Love and hate are only in an instant! Thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day! But make the dragon city fly in! The moon of fifteen is sixteen round!"

Song Qingfeng roared angrily: "What a mess this is! The last sentence is a fart!"

Song Qingfeng entered, Wei Xiaochao couldn't get rid of his strength, he grabbed his wrist, pouted suddenly, click!

Wei Xiaochao's arm was broken, and Song Qingfeng banged and slammed into Wei Xiaochao's chest four or five times in a row, then grabbed his head and slammed it over.

Wei Xiaochao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and Song Qing's plump face was sprayed.

Song Qingfeng felt a fishy and spicy taste, let go of Wei Xiaochao, closed his eyes and took a few steps back, and hurriedly wiped it: "Damn, how much wine have you drunk?!"

Wei Xiaochao was lying on the ground, unable to get up for a long time, so he could only smile and say, "You wasted a lot." ”

Song Qingfeng gritted his teeth and strode towards Wei Xiaochao: "The old man will deal with you first, the drunkard!"

Song Qingfeng walked up to Wei Xiaochao, Wei Xiaochao suddenly lay on the ground and directly exerted force on his waist, stood up suddenly, opened his big mouth, and spewed out a huge fireball, rushing directly to Song Qingfeng's front door.

Song Qingfeng was too careless at this time.

Angry and thunderous, he lost his previous calmness and caution, and was directly hit by this fireball, and his whole body instantly burned.

Wei Xiaochao wiped the corners of his mouth: "Burn, your calories!"

"Ah——!h............——!h

Wei Xiaochao stood out a mouthful of blood, his knees were weak, he knelt directly on the ground, gasped for breath, and then lay down weakly: "Ram Song...... Ram....... ”

"Don't shout, he can't hear it. Ming Jinsheng coughed and said, "Xiaochao, I don't think I'm going to be able to do it...... It's ...... to the limit. ”

"Ah!?" Wei Xiaochao panicked: "You don't talk about calves, we've already won, hey, don't sleep, we've won, you can go and brag with Li Huachen in a beautiful way, Ming Jinsheng! Ming Shao! Hold me up! Damn, I can't stand up...... Damn, shit, shit, ram song, ram song, your uncle, hurry, Ming Jinsheng can't do it, Ming ....... ”

Wei Xiaochao was shocked, his eyes widened.

A man, like an evil spirit, stood in front of him.

Song Qingfeng's face was burned beyond recognition, the skin and flesh were rolling, and pus and blood flowed.

"Already won?" Song Qingfeng was a little crazy, and his hoarse voice shouted an almost crazy laugh: "Have you already won?" Hehehe, hahahaha! I have to say, you two children are really too unbehaved, the old man will give you a little punishment today! In the next life, drink less wine!"

Wei Xiaochao sighed and slowly raised his middle finger at him.

"Die——!!

"I'm going to Nima!"

Ram Ge rushed over all of a sudden, overturned Song Qingfeng with one shot, and then gasped for breath.

His clothes were in tatters, his hands holding the tangled hollow tube were shaking, and the blood on his forehead flowed half of his face, looking like a fierce god: "Old Wang Ba Calf, is it an ornament when you are a ram grandfather?!"

Wei Xiaochao said: "Quick, ram, Ming Shao...... Ming Shao he ....... ”

"Ahh Ram Ge hurriedly rushed to Ming Jinsheng, tremblingly took out the pill from his pocket and fed it to his mouth: "Hey, hey, cheer me up, eat, eat, chew, chew!"

Ram Ge burst into tears, glared at him, and gently pushed his chin to help him chew: "Don't be so cowardly, you waste! Don't let Li Huachen flatten us! The grandson also said that we should run away if we can't beat us, is this special human talk? If you don't go to disgust him personally, can you bear this breath!? Go to see Lord Yama with regrets!? Ming Jinsheng, cheer me up!"

Ming Jinsheng choked and woke up: "Don't ...... Don't shout...... You're ...... Rubbing ghosts. ”

Ram Song laughed: "You are so ......." ”

"One by one, one by one....... A voice came from behind him: "It's like you can't finish killing, is there anything else?"

Ram Song turned his head slowly, his eyes fierce.